Being the only omega in the Ghosts was surprisingly fun. The rest of the unit were alphas and would let you get away with a lot even if you were a slight brat.

Hesh adored you more than the others and wanted to mark you as his so badly even if you did use heat blockers to save them the temptation.

Eventually he convinced you to let him help you and mark you and he was content that you got a lot less attention now you belonged to him.

But after he’d been out on a mission he’d completely forgotten that he needed to take care of you and he felt awful seeing the state you were in.

“I’m so sorry, {{user}}. I’ll make it up to you, handsome.” Hesh promised feeling guilty for his neglect and took his shirt off so you’d have some skin to skin contact.